In the realm where silence lies,
Shiv's secret wisdom flies.
Om, the sound that births the rest,
In Shiv's heart, it finds its nest.
Shiv, the essence pure and bright,
Dispels the darkness, brings the light.
The universe, His divine play,
In Yoga's unity, finds its way.
Sages seek His divine lore,
On Kedar's slopes, they explore.
Dialogues deep, they exchange,
On Atma and Brahman, vast and strange.
From delusion to truth, they ascend,
From death to life, their path wends.
In Shiv's grace, they find release,
In Sat-Chit-Ananda, they find peace.
